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[herconfidante]

 Pearl collapses through the front door at half past midnight, like every Tuesday, Thursday and Friday. These are the days she has work after class, and while she frequently ends them stumbling half-conscious on the tail of a caffeine high, it's not often that she's so aggressively miserable.

As demonstrated quite immediately by her regular greeting being replaced by an incredibly vocal, drawn-out groan.

"Today was a disaster," she announces to the back of Garnet's head over the sofa's edge, momentarily tempted to just let her backpack drop from her sore shoulders to the floor before remembering her very expensive custom-made laptop, and placing it neatly on the floor instead. She flops over the sofa's backrest from behind, wobbly noodle-arms spilling down towards the cushion. "I'm a disaster."

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[madetogether]

"Mmmm," Garnet hums close to Pearl's lips. Even she knows when to lighten up on the 'cool, un-needy' act. "Well, I won't push you away."

[herconfidante]

"Look at you, indulging me," Pearl murmurs, and her lips brush the edge of sharp jaw with a tip of her head. She leans her body closer, slender chest pressing to Garnet's full, gorgeous own, and her fingertips twirl an unhurried path up and up. "So generous."

And she reaches between her legs at last, fingertips pressing in just so as she strokes against lush, slick folds. Eyelashes fluttering, Pearl stutters out a raspy, longing exhale.

[madetogether]

"I try to be-- ah!" Pearl's soft yet experienced touch pulls a shudder from Garnet's whole body, sending water splashing again. Her head tilts back slightly, feeling Pearl against her more firmly, breathing through open mouth. "A-anything for you."

She brings her hands to run her fingers down Pearl's slender neck, tracing muscle down. She wraps her fingers around Pearl's shoulders, looking for perch.

[herconfidante]

The words ripple warm down Pearl's back, and her hips roll, wanting closer. "You do," she breathes, pressing starstruck little kisses into the side of Garnet's neck; she does. She's always doing everything for Pearl, taking care of her, obliging even her strangest, whims... just-- so good to her.

Pearl's chest swells, giddy and grateful. She presses her mouth over Garnet's pulse point, lingers there; feels it thrum softly beneath her lips as her fingers push deeper inside.

"I love you, Garnet."

[madetogether]

Garnet closes her eyes and her head rolls farther back when she feels Pearl's hot, slender fingers press into her. Pearl's words make her ears throb, and her own fingers clutch at Pearl, digging into wet-warm skin. The warm bath engulfs her, Pearl's softness against her, her lips at such a sensitive point, Garnet feels as if every one of her muscles is jelly.

"I love you too, Pearl," she says, and she was sure it would come out more clear, but in her state, it's almost a mutter through pouted, tired lips.